All characters and scenes are purely fictional and for fantasy purposes only.
Grayson Smith spent his Saturday the same way he had spent so many others in the summer – going to either an estate sale, a local garage sale or a flea market. Grayson, 29 years old, enjoys collecting a wide variety of items from sports cards to antiques. Some items he turns around and sells online, others he keeps because he thinks they look cool. The latter is the reason some would consider him a hoarder. He inherited the house he lives in from his parents, who had tragically died in a car accident many years prior. Since then, Grayson subconsciously collects items as a way to distract himself from that tragedy.
At 5’ 8” tall and 135 pounds with a smooth body, Grayson was by no means athletic, but he did enjoy watching sports. Grayson never had an interest in girls and considered himself gay, but had never been with anyone before. Although he masturbated frequently, he was always afraid to approach anyone he was attracted to due to his small stature and his small penis, which was barely 2 inches soft and just under 5 inches when fully erect.
This Saturday, Grayson planned to go to an estate sale a few miles from his house. The home had belonged to Thomas Daniels, an old, eccentric man that had lived in the house for decades and had passed away under unclear circumstances. No one saw Mr. Daniels that often and it was by sheer coincidence that he had been found dead by the police after someone had reported a disturbance at the house. It took several weeks to determine that Mr. Grayson had only one living relative, his second cousin, Eva Maddox, an actress that lived in Los Angeles. Having never met him, Eva decided to have everything sold, including the home, as part of an estate sale.
Grayson had been anxiously awaiting this day, hoping there would be a treasure trove of interesting items for sale that he would be able to get for a bargain. After parking his Ford F-150, Grayson walked to an array of tents that housed kitchen items, tools, furniture and various other items that were gathered from the house and available for sale. As he walked around the house, surveying everything before looking at anything in particular, he saw that the backyard had rows of chairs arranged in preparation for the sale of the house later that day.
After finishing his initial walk-through, Grayson focused on the odds and ends in one of the tents out front that had caught his eye. There was bin after bin of old coffee cans, empty bottles and other stuff most people would consider junk. Many of these items were old enough to be considered antique or vintage.
Before heading to another tent, Grayson found an item in a box that caught his eye. It was labeled as a 1964 Jim Beam bottle, which is the same bottle used as the genie bottle on a 60’s TV show. At $40, it was more than Grayson would typically pay for an item, but he really liked the shape and would fit perfectly on a shelf in his room.
Grayson continued browsing the estate sale and ended up spending another $70 on a shoe box full of sports cards and some antique glassware. Spending $10 more than the $100 he had planned on spending, he decided to head home. When he got home, Grayson immediately began cleaning each of the pieces of glassware he purchased in preparation for selling them online. He quickly looked at the sports cards and without looking at them in any detail, sorted out those that were in poor condition and would be unsellable.
Lastly, Grayson began cleaning his prize catch of the day, the Jim Beam bottle, which had accumulated years of dust and dirt in its many crevasses. After soaking it in some water and getting the bulk of the dirt off, he began rubbing the bottle with a shammy cloth to try and bring it back to its original shine.
When he lifted the topper off the bottle to dry it off separately, a stream of smoke began to emerge from the bottle. Not knowing what was going on, Grayson backed up and covered his face with a t-shirt that had been hanging over his chair, so as not to breathe in the smoke.
After the smoke had cleared, what looked like a genie, standing well over 6’ tall, appeared in his room. The genie was wearing a turban, loose linen fabric draped over his body and tied at the waist with a silk sash. His feet were bare and very large, even for someone of his height.
“Thank you for awakening me. My name is Aazim.”
“Who or what, are you” Grayson says, stunned at the appearance of this genie.
“As I said, my name is Aazim and I am a djinn.”
“A djinn as in a genie?” Grayson asks, still in disbelief.
“Yes, however, I prefer to be referred to as a djinn.”
“Ok, so what are you doing here?”
“I have been locked up in this bottle. I was last released by Master Thomas over 30 years ago, but after fulfilling his wishes, I was relegated back to the confines of my bottle.”
“Wait, wait” Grayson says. “You mean Thomas Daniels?”
“Yes, Master Thomas is what I called him.”
“OK, hang on a minute. So, you knew Thomas Daniels AND you granted him wishes?” Grayson asks, trying to fully understand what is happening.
“That is what I said, yes. Am I not being clear?” Aazim asks with a stoic, straight face.
“Yes, of course. I’m sorry, this is a lot to handle for me. I’ve heard of genies, I’m sorry, djinns, before but never thought they were real.”
“I can assure you; djinns are quite real and can be found all over the world. Most have not been found or seen in centuries and are still confined to their ‘homes’ as I was until you released me.”
“So do all djinns grant wishes?” Grayson asks.
“Yes, in some way or another.”
“I’m sorry, what does that mean?”
“For example, you have different physical attributes, feelings and thoughts than those that you associate with. It is the same for djinns. We are each unique in how we look and how we grant wishes.”
“OK, so what makes you unique?”
“I am a homosexual djinn that only grants wishes to males that are able to satisfy me sexually.”
“Wait, you’re kidding, you’re a gay djinn?”
“I am not kidding, and yes, I am what you consider a ‘gay’ djinn.”
Grayson, still trying to comprehend everything that Aazim is telling him, hesitantly asks him “Ok, so you mean, if I satisfy you sexually, you will grant me wishes?”
“It is a bit more complicated than that, but yes, in summary, each time my master satisfies me sexually, I am able to grant a wish to him commensurate with the sexual act.”
“What does that mean?” Grayson asks.
“To put it bluntly and in a way that you will understand, if my master swallows my sperm orally then I will be able to grant a simple wish. If my master allows me to penetrate him and dump my load in his ass, then I will be able to grant a more complicated wish.”
“What the hell, that’s pretty fucked up!” Grayson says, now being blunt with Aazim.
“I don’t make the rules, I’m just answering your question about what makes me unique.”
Grayson’s thoughts are now all over the place and now asks “So was Thomas Daniels gay?”
“No, he wasn’t, but he did want me to grant him wishes, so he did satisfy me in order for me to grant him wishes.”
“Wow, can I ask what he wished for?” Grayson asks, curious as to whether Aazim was the reason for Thomas Daniel’s eccentric behavior.
“No, the wishes I grant are between me and the master making the wish.”
“OK, I guess that makes sense. So, am I your new master, Aazim?” Grayson asks.
“Yes, if you so desire, I am.”
“So, if I suck your dick, I will get a basic wish?” Grayson asks.
“Yes, but you must swallow my sperm in order to get a basic wish. The magic is in my sperm and where the sperm is deposited” Aazim further clarifies.
“Oh geez. So, what’s the difference between a basic wish and a complex wish?”
“A basic wish allows me to provide you with physical objects. A complex wish allows me to make a change, physical or behavioral, to you or another person.”
Grayson pauses for a moment to digest all of the information Aazim is giving him.
“Are there any other caveats I need to be aware of when granting me a wish?”
“Once a wish is granted, you cannot use another wish to reverse it. For example, if you ask to have blonde hair, once that wish is granted, I cannot change your hair back to brown.”
“OK, and my apologies for all the questions. Would you be considered my boyfriend?”
“You can call me what you want, but I am only visible to you and I will always refer to you as my master.”
“OK, is it considered a wish if I want to see you naked?” Grayson asks, wanting to know what Aazim looks like before taking any next steps.
“Asking me to do something does not count as a wish since I am not granting you a physical object or changing a physical or behavioral trait of you or someone else.”
“Please get naked” Grayson asks Aazim to see where this goes next.
Aazim obeys Grayson and begins by taking off his turban, then removing his sash and then finally removing the layers of linen draped around his body. With Aazim now completely naked, Grayson is in complete awe of what he sees. Aazim is completely smooth from head to toe, with no body hair. His arms and chest are the kind you would see on an intermediate bodybuilder, not too much, but definitely very muscular. As Grayson’s eyes move down to Aazim’s narrow waist, he gulps at the sight of his genitals. Aazim’s fat cock is at least 8 inches long and 6 inches around and it’s not even hard. Aazim’s plum-sized, low hanging testicles make a perfect match with his cock and the lack of pubic hair makes the whole package look even bigger.
“Holy shit … you’re huge!” Grayson exclaims, adding “Do you get bigger when you’re erect?”
“Yes, I do.”
“You see how skinny I am, how am I supposed to be able to handle … that?”
“That is not my concern. I have no control over who is my master. As I said, I don’t make the rules.”
Grayson, originally psyched at the thought of being granted wishes and having sex for the first time is now in a predicament. He pauses and thinks about the priorities in his life and whether each would be categorized as a simple or complex wish and whether having sex with the djinn outweighs the need for each of his priorities.
“OK, do I need to make the wish first and it gets fulfilled when I have sex with you or does the wish come after I’ve had sex with you?”
“The latter; there is no need to know what your wish is unless you have met the requirements to make a wish.”
“Ok, that makes sense. So, do I just initiate this?”
“Yes, I will not initiate an encounter with you.”
“OK, I’m going to suck you right now” Grayson says, getting on his knees in front of Aazim and lifting his heavy cock. With this being his first look at a real, naked cock, he takes his time inspecting it and smelling it. Remarkably, the djinn smells very clean and fresh. Grayson sticks his tongue out and licks the supple head and becomes immediately attracted to it, almost as if a spell was cast on him.
He opens his mouth and takes in the head, swirling his tongue around the head, beginning to enjoy his first encounter with a cock. As he continues, Aazim’s cock begins to lengthen and widen, causing Grayson’s mouth to expand and his eyes to open wider in disbelief.
“Holy shit Aazim, you’re fucking huge.”
“Yes, I told you I got bigger.”
Grayson begins using both of his small hands to stroke the now fully erect cock of Aazim.
“You have a beautiful cock, Aazim” Grayson says, fully focused on it.
“Thank you, I have not met a master that has not said similar words.”
Curious as to the true size of his djinn, Grayson gets up and finds a tape measure from one of his drawers. He lays the top of the tape measure on top of Aazim’s cock, which is pointing straight out and measures just under 12 inches. He then measures the circumference, which comes in at 8 inches.
“Whoa – you weren’t kidding” Grayson says as he removes all of his clothes, exposing his barely 5-inch cock, which is rock hard at this point.
Grayson returns to his knees to begin working on Aazim’s beautiful phallus, licking, sucking and trying to do as much as he can to get the djinn to cum in his mouth. After about 10 minutes of slobbering and doing his best to suck it, Aazim’s breathing begins to increase and the precum begins to flow into Grayson’s mouth. He notices how sweet Aazim’s precum tastes and continues sucking until Aazim moans “I am about to orgasm.”
Grayson, now completely turned on is furiously stroking his cock. He’s then stunned by a massive initial squirt of cum from Aazim, which he’s barely able to swallow, but is unable to keep up with the multiple squirts of similar volume coming from the giant cock. He does his best to swallow as much as he can, but he pulls the cock out of his mouth, not wanting to choke. Aazim’s cock continues ejaculating all over Grayson’s face.
Grayson, still stroking his cock, moans out “I’m cumming” and then unloads as much sperm as he ever has before, but it still pales in comparison to what the djinn produced.
“Holy shit, do you always cum like that!” Grayson says, blown away by the amount of cum generated by Aazim.
“I always cum a lot, but It has been a while since my last orgasm, as you can imagine.”
“You smell and taste so good.”
“Yes, it is a trait of mine intended to ensure my masters are attracted to me.”
“I know I didn’t take all of your load, but did I take enough to qualify for a wish?” Grayson eagerly asks, still dripping in Aazim’s cum.
“Yes, you did swallow enough of my sperm to cause a change in your body that will allow you to make a wish.”
Having already decided what his first basic wish would be before sucking on the djinn, Grayson says “Great, I wish I had enough money to pay for all of my education costs.”
“Your wish has been granted. I should mention that wishes do not get fulfilled immediately but do over the course of a few days.”
“Ok, but I’ll know when it happens, right?”
“Yes, of course” the djinn responds.
As Grayson cleans up and they both put on their clothes, he decides he’s going to wait to see if his wish is fulfilled before having sex with Aazim again. However, there’s a part of him that is now lured to Aazim and his sexual superiority. Could it be the trait that Aazim mentioned?
Later that day, Grayson is drawn back to Aazim. Not because he has a wish that he wants granted, but because he just wants to be near him.
“Aazim” Grayson calls out.
Aazim appears and says “Yes, master.”
“Please get naked again.”
“Yes, of course” Aazim responds, removing his clothes and fully exposing his beautiful body.
Grayson immediately gets naked and then gets on his knees, looking up at Aazim and planting his face in his genitals and taking a deep breath.
“You smell so good” is all he can say as he again begins to lift the hefty cock, which still smells as fresh and clean as the first time he smelled it. He lifts the fully engorged cock and begins beating it against his face, completely worshipping Aazim and losing track of his surroundings. As the precum drips from Aazim’s cock, Grayson is quick to take it into his mouth where he savors each drop as if it were a piece of Belgian chocolate, before swallowing.
Grayson begins bobbing up and down, miraculously able to take a lot more of it in his mouth than he had just a few hours ago. He ponders this for a second, thinking it odd, but immediately returns to servicing the djinn’s perfect cock as he furiously strokes his own.
A few minutes later, Aazim indicates that he’s about to cum and Grayson is ready and waiting. This time, however, he’s able to swallow a lot more of the djinn’s copious load as he strokes himself off to orgasm.
“I find myself really attracted to you, Aazim. I could suck your cock all day.”
“Yes, there is nothing wrong with that. if that is what you desire.”
Over the course of the next few days, Grayson continues to service his djinn with no current desire for another wish and is becoming increasingly distracted from his studies and personal activities. He does manage to focus enough that he pulls out the baseball cards he obtained from the estate sale and begins preparing them for sale online.
As he begins to look at the sports cards, he realizes there is a 1954 Topps Hank Aaron Rookie card. He quickly evaluates the condition of the card and estimates it to be just below near mint condition. When he looks online, he sees it’s worth close to $200,000!
“Oh my god” he exclaims, Aazim, you’re amazing!”
“Thank you master” Aazim says as he appears in front of Grayson.
As the djinn appears, Grayson is again immediately drawn to him and commands him to get naked so he can suck him off.
Having serviced Aazim multiple times a day over the last several days, Grayson is now convinced that Aazim is what he says he is and is now ready to take the next step and try to take his djinn anally, so he can get more complex wishes. The challenge, as he realized from the start, is Aazim’s staggering cock size. ‘How do I handle that thing’ he things to himself.
He then has an idea and then calls out Aazim’s name.
“Yes, master.”
“I would like to take you anally.”
“Yes master.”
“Get naked and lay on the bed” Grayson commands.
Aazim removes his clothes and lays on the bed.
Grayson gets naked as well and straddles the djinn’s chest looking into Aazim’s eyes and suddenly becoming lost in them as he is drawn to kiss him. As their lips touch, Grayson almost instinctively reaches back to Aazim’s fully erect cock and puts it at his pucker hole. Not having any thoughts other than bearing down on the huge cock, he begins to take the cock without any lube, causing him extreme pain, which he kind of expected.
“Ohhhhh fuck, that hurts!”
“Yes, I have heard that a lot before.”
Grayson, still drawn to Aazim, continues to bear down on the huge cock, despite the pain. Seemingly unable to stop, he continues taking more and more of the monster cock up his ass until he finds himself sitting on 12 unbelievably fat inches of cock.
In more pain than he has ever experienced in his life, he can’t help but begin to ride the beast, like a cowboy on a mechanical bull. Although still in pain, Grayson begins to feel the pleasure of getting fucked for the first time. He begins stroking his cock, which is unbelievably hard, given the pain he’s in. After several minutes, of crying out in both pain and pleasure and being unable to stop, Aazim begins to cum inside Grayson, who feels a flood of sperm inside his rectum. Grayson, still jerking his cock, begins cumming all over the djinn’s chest, shooting farther and more than he ever has before.
Completely spent, Grayson collapses on Aazim’s broad chest, still impaled on the djinn’s massive cock.
“Oh my god, that was incredible!” Grayson says, amazed at what he’s been missing and the fact that he was able to take Aazim’s enormous cock.
“It was my pleasure” Aazim says.
Prior to having sex with the djinn, Grayson had prioritized the simple and complex wishes he had in mind. However, after having experienced Aazim, those thoughts seem to have become distant thoughts.
“I would like my next wish to be that when you fuck me in the future, I only experience pure pleasure and no pain.”
“Your wish has been granted” Aazim says, with his huge semi-hard cock still stuffed in Grayson’s ass.
At this point, Grayson feels perfectly comfortable still sitting on the djinn’s cock. He begins to realize that his libido has increased dramatically from what it was before and, even though he had just cum, he finds himself fully erect again.
“I feel unbelievably horny, is this your sperm doing it’s magic?” Grayson asks, trying to determine what’s going on.
“Yes, that is one of the qualities of my sperm.”
“That’s fucking cool!” Grayson tells the djinn, but the only thing he can focus on at the moment, is his desire to replicate the feeling he just got by riding Aazim’s footlong.
Between the irresistible smell of his body, the addicting taste of his sperm and the ecstasy of the fucking he just received, Grayson is unable to focus on anything but Aazim. He orders Aazim to lift him up while still keeping his cock buried inside him. Grayson wraps his arms around the shoulders of the djinn and begins to kiss him for the first time.
“I love you and the way you make me feel” Grayson blurts out, feeling Aazim’s horse cock expand to its full length inside his ass.
“Thank you master” is all Aazim says in return.
The djinn lays Grayson on his bed and faces him with his legs still wrapped around his waist. He begins to slide in and out of Grayson’s hole at an increased pace, continually excreting his powerful precum into his hole. Ordinarily, Grayson would be in unbelievable pain, but because of his wish, he just lays there with his eyes rolled back in his head, enjoying the fuck.
With every drop of precum and semen that he leaves inside Grayson, Aazim now begins to have complete control over his master. It is at this point that he becomes more independent and begins to carry Grayson around the room, while still impaled on his cock. Grayson’s body, addicted to the continual flow of dopamine in his body, is completely at the mercy of his djinn.
Each time Aazim dumps his load in his master’s ass, Grayson cums simultaneously and then asks the djinn to fuck him again. This process repeats itself over and over, day after day, week after week, month after month.
Several years later, there’s an article in the local newspaper stating that Grayson Smith had passed away under mysterious circumstances and that there would be an estate sale of the home and its contents.
Soon after Grayson’s death, the djinn is transported back into his bottle with the top sealing him in. Inside the bottle, Aazim thinks to himself “One of these times, my master will get passed their second wish.”
